The End

[productions]

murder manor end



goodbye

[Eventually, the storm dies down, and finally, there's a stillness in the air. Open the door to the servants' wing, and find yourself in a crumbling, dilapidated hallways. There are twenty two doors in here. Down the sides of the hallway, you'll find doors with the names of players carved into them. Some doors are marked with the names of the living, some with the names of the dead. Some of you will find you share a door with someone else - Sonia and Gundam, Stiles and Lydia, Dave and Kanaya, and the nations, to name a few.

Then there is the door at the very end of the hallway, which is unmarked.

Which door you step through is up to you, but once you open a door, there's no coming back.

There's a sense of foreboding in this place; you don't want to linger here too long. But take your time to say goodbye to anyone who doesn't follow through a door with you.]

Comments

Annie Leonhardt and Kanaya Maryam

[hollowheart]

[With goodbyes made, Annie and Kanaya lingers at the door. The former is no longer eyeing any of the other ones anymore, or specifically the one marked with her name. That has been a larger goodbye she doesn't possess the capacity to process in its fullness, so she merely stops looking back.

She kicks the dirt under feet a bit, a hand going to fix her hair behind her ear almost impatiently.

She's not looking at Kanaya yet, but her hand reaches close to find hers.]

[notyetlost]

Mystery honeymoon?

[Kissy kissy face.]

[hollowheart]

[Instead of getting irritated, as usual, Annie smirks as she looks over her shoulder.]

Wouldn't you like to know.

[notyetlost]

That's usually why people utilize question marks, yeah.

[speakveryclearly]

Okay, I'm pretty sure question marks are a less evocative type of surprise noodle, but what on Earth is a honeymoon?

[Kanaya has just let Annie's hand find hers, but let's be honest they're probably going to find out what a honeymoon is in less than 48 hours.

At least she has a ring on.]

[notyetlost]

Okay so like, when two people-- or I guess in this case an alien and a really short giantess-- like it enough to put a ring on it. They like go on a trip to totally consummate their love and junk.

[hollowheart]

I'm only short in my human form [And yes, Annie is still sensitive about her height okay. She squeezes Kanaya's hand at the explanation, though.]

We've already done that, but I don't mind a repeat performance. Satisfied now, Poland?

[notyetlost]

[Poland only has so many opportunities to make fun of people shorter than he is, don't take this away from him.]

Yeah, but now it's like supposed to be totally romantic to the max!

Instead of dangerous oh hey we might totally die five-ever so wanna do it consummating!

1/2...?

[speakveryclearly]

[CONSIDERING LITHUANIA IS MOST LIKELY NEARBY GIVEN HIS PREVENTION OF POLAND FROM PEEKING THROUGH THE DOOR

KANAYA TAKES THIS MOMENT TO EXCHANGE A LONG-SUFFERING GLANCE WITH HIM

EARTH HUMAN MARRIAGE SURE IS WEIRD]

2/2

[speakveryclearly]

It was totally romantic to the max.

[The words are rubber in Kanaya's adolescent, dubiously chaste mouth. Her only solace in this moment is that she is literally minutes away from being in a completely separate universe.



and possibly hours away from the subject of their conversation becoming relevant again.]

[hollowheart]

It was. [For emphasis, Annie clasps Kanaya's other hand, raising them both to her lips in what is hopefully a completely and nauseatingly sugary gesture that would put Poland off interrogating them about their future love life.]

[notyetlost]

[Ahaha you guys are cute... for murdering murderesses of murder.]

[speakveryclearly]

[Thank you for showing some mercy, Poland. Kanaya doesn't maintain eye contact with him for long after he goes silent, instead choosing to focus on the door before herself and Annie. Everything in her line of vision - in front, that is, not beside her - is completely mysterious and unpredictable. The images projected onto Skaia's foil never prepared her for this. Perhaps what she knows about the path ahead isn't comprehensive. There is one constant in her future, and it's pretty positive in her opinion.

Her hand reaches out for the door but stops just over the handle; her craftswoman's fingers are already bent into a curved shape. She turns to her partner.]

We should probably open this together, in the spirit of things.

[hollowheart]

[It's such a sentimental gesture, and were Annie not a sentimental creature-as much as she can argue against it--she wouldn't have chosen to exchange tokens earlier. Her left hand in Kanaya's, she reaches with her right hand to place it flat against the surface of the door so as to push it open as soon as Kanaya turns the handle.

This is her cue to turn and run back, not to the safety of her world--there's never been much safety in it--but to the certainty and familiarity of her previous struggles. And yet, that pull thuds shallow in her heart, just an afterthought. She's always looked forward, so why not in a new direction?]

Goodbye, Poland. [And thank you for everything, she adds silently, casting him one last glance over her shoulder before pushing the door open.]